Good Concert

Last night, Me, David and Danielle went to see the Godsmack concert. We were looking forward to it, and assumed the rest of London was as well, so David and I stood in line at 4:45. Well, to our surprise, there wasn't really a line. There was just a guy. We were second and third (David was second, I was third, but I later moved into second). At around 5:30ish some others had arrived, and by 6:15 there was actually a decent sized lineup. Once the doors opened at 7 and I foolishly threw out my ticket sub after the lady rip it (the guard told me to throw "it" in the garbage, and all I thought I had in my hand was the ticket, but no, I also had an empty water bottle) Once inside, we rushed to the front and stoked out some good standing room at the front of the staged. The first band on, Hinder, was actaully pretty decent, and even to the point where I thought I might purchased their cd. Might. Once they were off the stage, we waited for what seemed like another 2 hours of standing in a line waiting for Godsmack. But it was worth it. Godsmack was intense! And so was the crowd, as we fought for position along the gate. Obviously, it was their goal to crush us in order for them to move in. But I used my amazing skill to freeze time and move Danielle, David and I to safety before we all become part of a giant mullfest.
Anyways, once we moved a few rows back, we could actually hear the vocals and it was pretty cool. Godsmack played for about an hour and 40 minutes, and they can really get the crowd going. The best part was when Sully (lead singer) got on the bongos and was playing across from the other drummer. It was pretty cool. The lightning and the smoke and the crowd surfers made it a pretty entertaining night. I suggest if they come to London again, we get a few more of us and take in the show. You will not be disappointed.

Once the show was done, we headed out to Old Chicago to see what the score of the hockey game was. To our joy, we seen that Edmonton had just scored the winning goal (shorthanded to boot) in overtime and forced a game 6. Go Oilers! Bring home the Cup!

That is all for now. My ears were ringing for awhile, I got kicked in the head by one of the crowd surfers and my left eye has gone insanly red which has forced me to not be able to wear my contacts.

Keep It Reals Everybody.